I am the Bandit King of the East Sea.

Chapter 350 The Soul Singer: The River of Lost Souls

Meanwhile, Pep, who was still fighting Tezzolo, snorted coldly.

From his hand, countless pieces of paper emerged, then shot straight into the sky, before falling like snowflakes from the heavens.

"The paper dagger falls like rain!"

Chi Chi Chi!

These small pieces of paper were extremely sharp. When they fell from the sky, they pierced directly into the deck, just like a rain of knives falling from the sky. Each piece of paper was enough to easily cut a human body.

call....

Sig kept talking to himself, but the Emperor Engine still gradually slowed down uncontrollably.

The essence of the Emperor Engine is the sound of a heartbeat, which is not something that Sieg can control.

Even if you say discouraging things to yourself, you can't really deceive yourself or actively create a strong sense of fear.

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A piece of paper falling from the sky tore a deep gash in Sieg's robes.

Sig looked up at the countless pieces of paper rushing towards him like snowflakes.

Observation Haki has its limits, especially since Higuma's Observation Haki comes from Usopp's cards and is not the type that excels at close-range evasion or predictive attacks.

"This is really difficult now."

Sig felt increasingly heavy-hearted.

He could feel the increasing number of paper creatures surrounding him, coupled with the rain of paper daggers falling from the sky, making Sieg feel the pressure growing ever greater.

At the same time, he was looking around, searching for an opportunity to break the deadlock.

If the sound of the Emperor's engine hadn't been muted, it might have been able to intimidate these pirates, but now...

When his gaze fell upon the horizon where the sea met the sky, he paused for a moment in surprise.

It was already night, and visibility wasn't very high, but with his Observation Haki, Sig could vaguely see a large naval warship where the sea met the sky.

"The Navy? They don't seem to have noticed what's going on here?"

A thought struck Sieg.

He's no longer a billion-dollar criminal; he's a bounty hunter who has no conflict with the Navy.

How could the navy ignore the fact that legitimate merchant ships are being hijacked by pirates?

"Pep, I advise you to stop, or you'll regret it!"

"Ultimately, Tesoro's goods have nothing to do with us!"

Sig shouted loudly.

However, Pep showed no sign of stopping.

He could certainly guess the possibility that Tezzolo might be deceiving him.

But the Angel Fruit is extremely important, and he wouldn't let it go even if there was only a sliver of a chance that it was in the hands of Sieg's merchant ship.

Pep gave a cold laugh, and the paper scraps falling from the sky became even denser, directly covering the airspace above the merchant ships and carving horrifying cuts into their hulls.

Only Tesoro, relying on the power of the Gold-Gold Fruit, was able to withstand it by covering his entire body in gold.

"Seriously... they're all pushing me."

Sig felt that irritation returning to him.

The plan to reinvent the company had clearly succeeded, but all sorts of troubles kept arising.

"Is it because of KING's cards? KING seems to have a constitution that easily attracts monsters; is this one of his hidden abilities?"

Sieg smiled bitterly to himself.

He wouldn't abandon the powerful character card KING just because of this speculation; he might even remove it altogether.

"I just want to live a quiet, boring life, preferably without experiencing any danger. I can become stronger just by staying at home and lying around. Can't I even have such a simple wish?"

The feeling of unease and tension in my heart gradually surged and ebbed like a tide.

"You forced me to do this, you'll regret it."

"I think you're making things difficult for me, Fat...Bear."

Sieg whispered, his voice deep and menacing in the darkness.

During the battle, Siegfried reached out a hand and opened the... megaphone on his chest.

The sound of the Emperor's engine has been muted.

But right now, Sig has just acquired a Fat Tiger card.

A soul singer's voice can effectively penetrate the body and strike the soul.

Sig took a deep breath.

He chose a popular hit song from the internet in his previous life.

Its power is probably no less than that of Gian.

The combined power of these two forces is something even Sieg couldn't have imagined; the resulting force would be immense.

Lostrivers.

"Oh oh oh oh oh uh uh um...."

When Sieg's first howl rang out, the sound, amplified by the loudspeaker, rolled across the merchant ships.

Whether they were pirates, caravan bodyguards, or ordinary merchants fleeing from disaster, they all stiffened, subconsciously frowned, and got goosebumps all over their bodies.

"What...what is that sound?"

"Who is it? Who is howling?"

"Is this a voice from hell?"

"No matter who it is, don't say a word!"

The battlefield was thrown into brief chaos.

"Ah ...

The sound didn't stop; instead, it increased in volume and continued.

This was a bizarre and horrifying sound that defied description, like the agonizing struggle of constipation for two hours followed by the endless despair of not being able to find toilet paper.

On another merchant ship.

Pep suddenly turned his head, and the instant the sound wave came, he felt his head twitch violently, and the paper daggers falling like rain around him, as well as the origami creatures, all stopped for a moment.

The sound was like a sharp knife, churning violently in his head, causing his thoughts to stagnate and become confused for a brief period.

Upon seeing Pep's obvious flaw, Tezzolo's gaze sharpened:

"A great opportunity!"

But when he took a step forward, ready to seize the opportunity to attack, he felt his body sway and his head spin.

"Enough, enough!"

"He's screaming so pitifully, hurry up and give him the paper..."

The moment that soul-piercing voice rang out, everyone in the arena gritted their teeth, their scalps tingling with fear. A wave of shared rage washed over them, a single-minded desire to cut down the person still screaming in agony...

"Ahhhh...uh...*%@＃@...."

And the sound continued.

Amplified by the loudspeakers, the rolling sound waves traveled over merchant ships and across ocean waves, spreading into the distance.

On the distant warships, countless naval soldiers, hearing his faint, mournful screams, felt a chill run down their spines.

What was that sound?

Who is it? A wronged spirit?

"What kind of vengeful spirit is this...? Is that sound like a ghost being fucked?"

"I think it looks like she was raped by a ghost..."

In the darkness of night, the faint howling was quite eerie, giving the sailors goosebumps.

Chapter 351 A Dying Patient Suddenly Sit Up

As night fell, the naval warships sailed forward on the waves, but at this moment, faint cries like the lamentations of wronged souls could be heard, causing many naval soldiers to change their expressions.

"Don't listen! Cover your ears!" At this moment, a veteran shouted sternly.

"This is probably... the song of the legendary siren!"

"A siren?" The naval soldiers were all shocked.

"These mythical creatures use their songs to bewitch passing sailors, causing ships to lose control and run aground!" the veteran explained.

"We can't delay any longer! Either cover your ears or quickly find a rope and tie yourself to the mast! Otherwise, you'll soon be seduced by the song and lose your mind!"

The veteran's rambling words immediately filled the navy with apprehension.

But amidst their fear, they also harbored some doubts.

"This thing...is singing?"

"Using this kind of singing to seduce? Isn't that psychological manipulation?"

A commotion broke out on deck, and some sailors were already preparing to look for ropes.

"Nonsense!"

Vice Admiral Momonga had appeared on the deck at some point and coldly rebuked:

"It's just simple constipation, don't make a fuss."

The flying squirrel said this only to suppress the navy's fear, but cold sweat was pouring down his forehead.